The "I don't want to eat" that rushed to my lips was swallowed, and I put my hand down from under the desk. A faint smile appeared on my lips, and I nodded, motioning for her to come over.
A flash of joy flashed in Mo Xuetong's eyes, and she quickly put the food box in front of the desk and put it down. She stretched out her hand to help Mo Huawen put away the books piled on the desk, and put some files into the grid beside the desk. , there are some official documents that Mo Huawen handles every day.
"Father, these are a few boxes of snacks that grandma sent over last night. My father went to bed at night, and Tong'er didn't come to disturb me. So today, I just let someone heat them up. It's best to eat them with porridge." Father, try the delicious porridge made by Tong'er, but don't let your daughter's efforts go to waste." Seeing that although Mo Huawen's expression was indifferent, he did not reject his approach, Mo Xuetong breathed a sigh of relief and said The food box was opened, and small plates and small plates of snacks were taken out.
There are Mo Huawen's favorite dishes: crispy duck, lily cake, drunken fish, pickled cucumber, cold tofu... There is also a large bowl of white porridge that looks appetizing. Take the one on the side The empty bowl filled a bowl of white porridge for Mo Huawen and placed it in front of Mo Huawen. Mo Xuetong had regained his composure at this time, looked up with a sweet smile and said: "Father, please try it, this white porridge is made by Tong'er." , I wonder if it tastes good?"
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With Mo Xuetong's expectant expression, Mo Huawen picked up the bowl and took a sip of the white porridge. It was neither thin nor too hot, nor hot nor cold. It was indeed very good. Mo Huawen couldn't help but take a closer look at Mo Xuetong's two porridges. When she saw that she had taken two mouthfuls of porridge, she was so happy that her eyebrows were bent, and she felt inexplicably guilty.
"Tong'er..." Mo Huawen put down the porridge bowl in his hand, his face was heavy, and his eyes could clearly see the guilt and love.
"Father, is Tong'er's porridge good? If it's not good, Tong'er will improve it in the future. Anyway, Tong'er wants to eat it herself. Eating it with her father is Tong'er's favorite." Mo Xuetong said in a playful tone. Wen blinked, as if he couldn't sense the heavy atmosphere in the room at all, and used left and right to talk about other things.
She really didn't learn how to cook when she was in Yuncheng. Even though Mrs. Qin didn't like her very much, the necessary dignity was still given to her. It was impossible for her to cook by herself, and besides, Mother Xu was always by her side. Thinking about what to eat is not a matter of saying a word, and she doesn't know how to do it herself.
After marrying Sima Lingyun in his previous life, his mean mother asked Mo Xuetong to serve her personally in order to suppress Mo Xuetong. In order to make delicious meals suitable for the wife of the Marquis of Zhenguo, Mo Xuetong secretly spent a lot of money. Tears, how many times have my hands been burned, but every time Sima Lingyun just said a word indifferently, be careful next time, and never say another word.
I used to think that he was caring about his mother and it was hard to say anything, but now I realized that he didn't care about me at all, so how could he care about whether he was hurt or not.
Thinking of these, a coldness could not help but appear in her eyes. She was reborn in this life for revenge. She would not let go of anyone who had harmed her and burned in the fire in her previous life.
"Tong'er's cooking is delicious, but don't do it in the future. There are so many maids and women who don't use them. Why do you ask Tong'er to cook? Then why do you raise them? You just came to the capital and followed I don't know the ladies in the capital well, so I should contact them more often. Don't stay at home and hide in the kitchen." Mo Huawen couldn't help but reached out his hand and touched her head lovingly, looking at his daughter smiling brightly. The sullenness on his face disappeared for a while, and he picked up the chopsticks on the side and started eating with big mouthfuls.
Looking at Mo Hua's kind and concerned face, Mo Xuetong calmed down and smiled.
He served himself a small bowl of white porridge, sat down under Mo Huawen, and ate with him! The two of them followed the principle of eating without talking and sleeping without talking, and slowly started eating. For a while, there was only the sound of eating in the room. There was tranquility in the peace, which was very calming. The dullness in Mo Huawen's heart was reflected in this scene. Ning Hezhong calmed down slightly.
After a while, Mo Huawen ran out, Mo Xuetong put down the bowl at the opportunity, and went to the door and asked Mo Yu to pack the food box. Mo Huawen's boy made two cups of Longjing, helped Mo Yu clear away the bowls and chopsticks, and then quietly retreated. Go down.
"Tong'er, do you still remember the four maids around your mother, the ones named Spring, Summer, Qiu and Dong?" Mo Huawen raised his hand to pick up a cup of tea, took a sip and asked with a heavy expression.
Mo Xuetong naturally remembered the four maids around her mother, but she didn't know what Mo Huawen meant when he asked about it at this time. She nodded in confusion and said: "Yingchun and the others, Tong'er naturally remembers them, they serve Mother is doing her best, and Qianer Tong'er even asked Grandma Ming about their affairs, but I heard it's still not good."
Yingchun crashed into her mother's coffin and died, Xiangqiu also died of illness soon after, Hexia disappeared, and the last snowy winter was there, but she went crazy and couldn't even recognize her relatives.
"Were they all present when your mother died?" Mo Huawen's face was very serious, and his voice unconsciously lowered and slowed down, but even so, Mo Xuetong could still feel the slight tremor in his words. Mo Xuetong had always wanted to find out what happened back then. Being treated like this by Mo Huawen, she felt a little excited and bit her lip.
"Father, why didn't you send your mother off as a gift?" She had always wanted to ask this question. From her previous life to this life, she had never been able to find a suitable opportunity. At this time, she was infected by Mo Huawen's emotions and felt bored if she didn't say it again. In my heart, I felt a pang. It was for this reason that father and daughter were born. I used to think that Mo Huawen was the most unqualified husband and father. But after what happened these days, Mo Xuetong had no choice but to Take another look at your father.
After arriving in the capital, Mo Huawen's love for him was real. Even Mo Xuemin, who had always been valued, was leaning back because of him. Sometimes when he looked at him, his father's eyes clearly showed his longing for his mother. Such How could my father be so ruthless and unlucky? Don't you even want to see your mother for the last time
"At that time, I was... I really had something to deal with in Aunt Fang's yard... I didn't know that your mother would suddenly be unable to hold on... Although your mother's body It’s not good, but it can’t be so bad... I can’t even wait for a few hours there... Your mother, your mother is... "Who? He said that the man did not cry because he was not sad yet. Mo Huawen clenched the corners of the table tightly with both hands, fearing that he would show his weak side in front of his daughter.
What happened that day, he regretted now when he thought about it. If he had known that she had such serious thoughts... Why did Luo Xia die at such a young age... He didn't know whether he was saying that he was stupid or stupid. , the couple had been married for so many years, but he didn't know anything... Thinking of the love between the couple for so many years, why didn't Mo Huawen feel grief-stricken when he thought about it.
The morning sunlight shines in from the window, shining on Mo Huawen's face that is suppressing sadness. The corners of his eyes are dancing with bright reflections, and the bitter smile on the corners of his lips is filled with pain that cannot be shaken off. Mo Xuetong cannot imagine Mo Huawen like this. When she arrived, her heart suddenly started beating excitedly, and she suddenly discovered some important things that she had ignored before.
"Father, how did my mother die?" The low voice trembled uncontrollably, and her lips turned pale instantly. The hand pressing the desk had clear joints due to the force, and a voice in her heart told her uncompromisingly, time and time again, There is a problem with mother's death, and it is definitely not just Aunt Fang's problem. Otherwise, her father would have dealt with Aunt Fang long ago. Even if he did not deal with her, he could not keep her with him. In her previous life, she only knew that her mother died of illness, so she had no complaints. .
In this life, she believed that her mother was killed by Aunt Fang, so she felt resentful!
But now, she discovered that there was another problem, and this problem even made her father keep it secret and couldn't fully explain it! What was the reason? She wanted to know urgently. She suppressed the painful panic in her heart and looked forward to Mo Huawen giving her an answer.
Seeing the tragic color on his daughter's young face, seeing her trembling in panic, her face as white as paper, but still holding on to the desk firmly to prevent herself from falling, Mo Huawen took a deep breath. With a tone of voice, he made a decision: "Tong'er, your mother died of illness. It was your father's fault. He didn't have time to see your mother for the last time. You don't need to investigate this matter anymore. My father will ask you whether you were responsible for Yingchun's death." Did someone hit you?"
He would never tell Tong'er about that matter. If Luo Xia didn't say it, he wouldn't mention it either. He would just be a simple Miss Mo family!
Yingchun’s death? Why did Yingchun die? Wasn't it because she was deeply in love with her mother-in-law and died in front of her mother's coffin? How did you end up being beaten to death by yourself? Mo Xuetong was a little blinded, and she couldn't react for a moment with her clear watery eyes, and stared at Mo Huawen blankly.
"Tong'er is really not you, right?" Looking at his daughter's clear eyes that could see people's hearts, with a look of astonishment and a bit of confusion, Mo Huawen didn't understand anything else, thinking that he was because of Luo Xia His sudden death disturbed his heart, and coupled with a few slanderous words from Aunt Fang, he left his most beloved daughter alone in Yuncheng for more than a year. At this time, he felt regretful to death!
How could my well-behaved and lovely daughter do such a vicious thing, forcing the maid next to her mother to death for no reason, beating her until she had no way to survive, and then crashed to death in front of Luo Xia's coffin. Tong'er was only eleven years old at the time. , although she is more introverted and not as lovable as Min'er, but these cannot be the reasons for her viciousness.
How could he and Luo Xia's daughter do such a thing? I lamented that I was fascinated by Aunt Fang at that time. I actually believed everything she said. Now I think of how she knelt down to Tong'er's Qingwei Garden. , it was clearly a provocation, how could the child who had just died of his mother bear it
Even after pouring out a basin of water, it still feels lighter!
He also remembered that the letters he had sent to Tong'er in the past had been returned intact in the end. He still thought Tong'er was still unwilling to forgive him, and he was vicious and cruel, so he simply let her stay in Yuncheng alone. He just wanted to show off his temper and started to ignore her. Unexpectedly, this was all set up by Aunt Fang. It was Aunt Fang who had evil thoughts towards Tong'er... In the place where he couldn't see, Tong'er didn't I know how much I have been wronged.
No wonder Tong'er had so much hatred for him when she saw him before. No wonder Tong'er wouldn't forgive him. Aunt Fang was so vicious, how could she be kind to Tong'er, but he made him listen to her greedy words? Tong'er Tong'er's viciousness and arrogance, Tong'er's stubbornness, Tong'er's disobedience to discipline, Tong'er's disobedience and unfilial piety... were all made up by Aunt Fang!
My heart aches with pain!
It was his fault, how could he let Aunt Fang interfere with Tong'er's affairs! (To be continued)